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Mr Bright, the energetic sorter, who visits Solomon whenever his postal duties will allow, expresses his belief that the old lady will live to see them all out, and Mr Bright's opinion carries weight with it; besides which, Phil Maylands and May Aspel with her husband are more than half inclined to agree with him. Time will show.
"I wonder what sort of uniform it is," said Madge. "A red coat, Madge, and blue trousers with silver lace and a brass helmet, for certain " "Don't talk nonsense, boy," interrupted Mrs Maylands, "but go on with the paper."
Re-opening them, and gazing stupidly before him, he encountered the horrified gaze of May Maylands! She had been spending the evening with Miss Lillycrop, and was on her way home, escorted by Solomon Flint. "Come along, Miss May," said Solomon, "don't be afraid of 'im. He can't 'urt you too far gone for that, bless you. Come on." May yielded, and was out of sight in a moment.
But on this occasion extra and substantial food meat, bread, tea, coffee, and cocoa were provided by the Department at its own cost, besides which the men were liberally and deservedly remunerated for the whole severe and extra duty. It chanced that Phil Maylands and Peter Pax retired from the battle about the same time; and met in the sorters' kitchen.
"The reverse of it is harder to understand, as you will find if you choose to take the trouble to think it out," replied the missionary. Phil Maylands did take the trouble to think it out.
At every turn we are liable to meet with those who shall thenceforth exercise a powerful influence on our characters, lives, and affections, and on whom our influence shall be strong for good or evil. "What's your name?" asked Phil; "mine is Philip Maylands."
With his assistance the shutter was affixed and secured. "Thank you, friend, whoever you are," said Aspel heartily, as he turned and followed the panting Mrs Murridge. But the "friend," instead of replying, seized Aspel by the arm and walked with him into the shop. "George Aspel!" he said. George looked down and beheld the all but awe-stricken visage of Philip Maylands.
As Phil Maylands knew nothing of his own lineage further back than his grandfather, he was free to admire the immense antiquity of his friend's genealogical tree. Phil was not, however, so completely under the fascination of his hero as to be utterly blind to his faults; but he loved him, and that sufficed to cover them up.
As it was, he soon regained a respectable thoroughfare, and hastened away in the direction of his lodgings. But a dark frown clouded his brow, for as he went along his thoughts were busy with what he believed to be the insolent pride of Sir James Clubley. He also thought of May Maylands, and the resolution with which she so firmly yet so gently repelled him.
But there, telegraphic speed was thwarted by unavoidable circumstances, the post-runner having already started on his morning rounds, and it was afternoon before the telegram was delivered at Rocky Cottage. This was the telegram which had caused Philip Maylands so much anxiety.
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